After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Jiang Su deliberately said "drag him out and cut off one hand first." instead of "cut off one hand."

Among them, "drag out" requires someone to grab Liang Yue first and then take him out of the hall.

And cutting off a hand is another step.Therefore, after Liang Yue knew that the emperor had the power of speech, after a moment of thinking, he was able to find a way out again.
Jiang Su had no intention of killing him.

If she really kills this person, there is no guarantee that Li Xueqing, the master of the secret realm, will directly turn black, and the entire secret realm will collapse. If she had to start over, she herself wouldn't be able to survive.

"How cowardly I am, I still want to protect this secret realm from collapse..."

Jiang Su smiled and sighed silently in his heart.

She is very happy.

The script kills and eats more, and the fun is satisfying.

"You said there is a monk among those foreign tribes? You want me to assign the monks supported by the palace to help you?" Jiang Su said unhurriedly.

The emperor's fingers tapped lightly on the handle of the dragon chair, like the strings of a piano being slowly twisted, giving him a rare sense of leisure.

The old eunuch on the side noticed this action and guessed in his heart: "It seems that the emperor did not take this matter seriously. But... this is not an easy matter for monks to solve..."

The ministers standing in the first row frowned slightly. They noticed the emperor's actions and couldn't help but feel nervous. They all guessed: "Is it possible that the emperor doesn't intend to invite those immortals?"

"That's right. Although the emperor's magical powers are not as good as those of immortals, they are still capable of reaching the heavens. How could he be willing to ask others for help?"

"There are mortals from foreign tribes who have entered the path of becoming immortals... What should we do? People in those border barbaric lands are unreasonable and do not accept the differences between immortals and mortals... What if we come directly to the capital? Is good."

Each minister has his own worries.

"Li Xueqing" seemed to have a flash of inspiration in front of her eyes. The originally calm and unhurried woman seemed to have seen some long-awaited treasure.

"Is this...a junior medical practitioner?"

The little doctor always likes to knock things like this, like a kitten's paw, always trying to catch something with its ten fingers.

In fact, as a medical practitioner, Jiang Su has shown extraordinary talent in medicine since his birth.When Jiang Shuiliu realized his daughter's talent, he asked her to work as a teenage apprentice at a young age, or even as an apprentice in her twenties.

He started preparing medicinal materials when he was two or three years old, crushing some dried medicinal materials in his hands. Over time, he developed the habit of grasping and unconsciously moving each finger.

The process of grasping, twisting, and peeling medicinal materials when she was young will make her encounter some kind of subconscious spiritual material one day when she is a teenager, and she will prepare it accordingly without saying a word.

Alchemists may not be familiar with medical science, but they must understand pharmacology.Medical practitioners must not understand medical science, nor must they not understand pharmacology.

Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and was later worshiped as the King of Medicine by the world.Li Shizhen wrote the Compendium of Materia Medica, and the history of the Ming Dynasty was passed down to the Ming Dynasty.

This is a kind of muscle memory, similar to how a talisman cultivator subconsciously draws certain runes. The broken square folds of the sea of ​​consciousness will naturally dismantle a disguised spiritual weapon.

Although Fang Zhe is usually unable to understand and store everything around him because of the damage to the sea of ​​consciousness.

But he happened to have a sharp-edged, irregular and mottled fragment of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, which was filled with memories about the little medical practitioner.

This small fragment looks more like he personally used dots of powder to twist and piece it together.

The time he spent with the little doctor was very long, and this part of him became very big.He constantly repairs himself, looking for sunken rocks in the sea of ​​rotten memories, letting the wind and waves beat him.

The disconnected threads between the past fragments and powders are actually threads formed by Jiang Su's spiritual power.

"Li Xueqing" opened and closed his lips in the bustling hall. In the eyes of some observing ministers, his lips and teeth actually seemed to be stumbling.

"Little...deer."

In a twists and turns, he couldn't call the little doctor. There were no immortals in the world, so why did he call the doctor?

He couldn't summon Jiang Su, and there were several monks hiding their true identities in the secret realm, pretending to be submissive, but actually competing for inheritance.

The aura of danger lingered in his heart, and he couldn't call her name or her identity.

He could only call...his her.

The little deer in the forest bends down to eat grass in the morning and drinks from the clear spring of the stream at noon.The wind blows back and forth to look at the distant mountains, which are hidden in the water mirror.

At night, if the fawn is misbehaving, the fawn will not sleep.

The hall suddenly fell silent at this moment, and everyone looked at "Master Li" who was muttering to himself in confusion.

This important minister in the court and a hero among women, with that gentle figure, had a look of insanity on his face.

Jiang Su's hearing was very good, not to mention that she never opened her eyes after coming to the secret realm. Within a few hours, she re-adapted to the old experience of having her four senses enhanced.

she heard...

There is a woman calling the deer crazily...

The emperor's face was expressionless, but Jiang Su was stunned.

She had heard this title before, not once or twice, but over and over again from a crazy swordsman.

"Fang Zhe?"

Almost immediately she realized that her old patient was lying in the hall.

"It's a female voice... her voice is gentle and pleasant to the ear, and it's not unfamiliar. This distance..."

The aloof emperor suddenly stood up from the throne and walked slowly down the three steps without the support of others.

Lin Gao needed help from a eunuch, but Jiang Su didn't.

The emperor closed his eyes tightly, as if he was using his ears to find the sounds of nature.

He walked towards his important minister, the highest-ranking female official in the court.

"Li Xueqing..."

The emperor crushed these three words and said them between his teeth, and the breath entangled in his upper teeth and lips was exhaled at this moment.

Mianqi's glazed beads swayed slightly, and the corners of his lips rose at this moment, just like red plums blooming in the snow but pink plums blooming, which does not reflect the season but only the scenery.

"You can make it easy for me to find you."

"Break..."

"Li Xueqing" opened her eyes wide, as if meteors were falling into her pupils, which can be said to be a clear-sighted and good at discerning emotions.

He recognized it.

She recognized it.

The surrounding ministers were all stunned. Their mouths that were slightly open were closed in shock when they saw the emperor stepping down from the throne, for fear that they would not be able to catch the fluid in their mouths.

"This...this, this, this...why did the emperor step down?? Why did he step down from the dragon throne during the court session??!"

"This, this, this... why does the emperor have his eyes closed??? Could it be that he has some kind of eye disease??? Or is it that the royal family has some kind of destiny power???"

"What is the emperor talking about?? What? He walked in front of Mr. Li... Could it be that he wanted to kill Mr. Li? Mr. Li's life... The emperor still wanted to kill General Liang Yue??!"

"Duan...who is the emperor calling? Is it the bodyguard Duan Baoping, a secret guard named Duan, or...Shang Shu Duan Xiangwang?"

Jiang Su felt happy at this time.

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"Good patient, good patient, tsk tsk tsk, now this secret realm is fun."

Jiang Su didn't have any sentimental thoughts. She felt that something big was going to happen.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family, the script killing team is also reunited!